Trip, and then you never snitch
Throw your body in a ditch
Paparazzi in the trees, please curtains closed
Your thought provokes a a common cold
My mom broke but she posted the bail
Laylow your a fail, your flows stale,
It's 14 racks, what i put on that purse
Miley your a bitch spit your shit verse,
Your lyrics sound like your a handicap
I'm trying to make a way, she never call back
I'm a pro your a minor,
And the food could have been finer
Better leave it all behind
A picture in your mind
And what about the rappers
End your career in a verse
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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